God of War: My Best School Girlfriend

At this time, Ye Xingke completely put away his suspicion and prepared to take action seriously.

He spotted an opening under the violent storm-like attack from the opposite side, whipped it hard with his whip leg.

The Black Dragon King hurriedly raised his arms to resist.

"Snapped!!!"

Only a crisp sound was heard throughout the audience.

Ye Xingke's whip leg hit the Black Dragon King hard.

The overbearing power stirred up a strong wind, blowing dust on the ground.

"This is enough for him to eat."

Ye Xingke thought to himself.

There was silence in the audience, everyone held their breath and looked anxiously at the field.

The smoke dissipated, and the figure of the Black Dragon King stood intact on the field.

"Great!!!! I really saw the right person, Black Dragon King, go up and keep doing it!!!"

A deafening roar immediately erupted from the audience.

The person who bought Ye Xingke shook his head, feeling very sorry that he could not KO the opponent.

"what!"

Ye Xingke's face changed and he was shocked.

In the past, his kick would have cracked the bones of an ordinary person, but the Black Dragon King seemed fine after receiving this kick.

"It seems that your martial arts are quite good, so I don't have to worry about hurting you."

"You can surrender later if you can't hold on any longer. I don't want to kill you."

The Black Dragon King, who was wearing a dark mask, said calmly.

After experiencing the fierce attack before, he didn't even take a breath, and his tone was as calm as ever.

"Surrender? Are you here to be funny???"

"You can just go ahead! Don't worry, I will never lose to you!!!"

Ye Xingke responded coldly.

He looked calm and calm on the surface, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.

Wasn't that his true strength just now? ? ?

If he is hiding his strength, how unfathomable is his true strength? ? ?

Ye Xingkou looked at the mysterious man in front of him, and a sense of depression lingered in his heart for a long time. To be honest, he couldn't see through the depth of this man.

"Forget it, don't think so much, this is a battlefield! Just fight and it's over!!!"

Ye Xingke stood there and patted his face, then opened his eyes again, and a fierce murderous aura burst out.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the bullet-filled battlefield in the Middle East, and became the mercenary king who frightened his enemies.

It seems that in school, he lived a comfortable life of fighting and playing with his classmates all day long, which made his body rusty.

Even the murderous aura has restrained a lot, but it is different now. Ye Xingke has returned to his previous state.

The Black Dragon King opposite also noticed Ye Xingke's changes, and his eyes under the mask showed a surprised look.

Before he could think carefully, Ye Xingke's figure rushed in front of him and punched him hard.

The Black Dragon King raised his hand to resist, feeling a dull pain in his arm.

The force of this punch was far from comparable to the previous ones, it was several times stronger.

"Use all your strength!!!! If you look down on others, you will suffer big losses!!!!"

"It's been a long time since I met an opponent as powerful as you, and I can't help but get a little excited!"

In mercenary mode, Ye Xingke, with an extremely confident smile on his face, raised his middle finger provocatively at Lu Wenyuan, signaling him to hurry up.

This arrogant behavior made Lu Wenyuan feel a little unhappy.

Although he has devoted himself to cultivating his character as a teacher for a long time, he was once the king of the underworld and had his own self-esteem and pride.

Being so provoked, he couldn't hold himself back any longer.

And the most important thing was that the young man in front of him actually aroused his long-dormant warrior blood.

As a martial arts practitioner, Lu Wenyuan also longed to fight against strong men, but because he could not find an opponent for a long time and became a teacher, he settled down and cultivated his character.

However, at this moment, facing Ye Xingke, Lu Wenyuan felt the joy of finding his opponent for the first time in a long time.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Lu Wenyuan lowered his body and took a posture. The black dragon tattoo on his back seemed to break through the restraints and burst out of the air.

An invisible and heavy sense of oppression radiated from his whole body, which was comparable to Ye Xingke's aura.

Immediately afterwards, the two figures quickly overlapped, punching and kicking, and the fight was extremely fierce.

The sound of punch after punch colliding was heard clearly and reached the ears of the audience, but they could not see anything clearly. They could only see waves of afterimages and a collision sound like a sonic boom.

The audience was stunned. This was the first time they saw a real master fight. They didn't expect it to be such a fierce shock.

Compared with this high-level competition, the games they watched in the past were simply watching kindergarten children fight.